College sweetheart

The opening is the usual cliché: this is a true story… but it truly is. Aside from the names not being real and slight differences in the plot, it's basically true. Due to my limited writing skills, it's not particularly exciting. Just bear with it. I expect it will be better next time. Okay, enough chit-chat, let's get down to business. Let me introduce myself first. I am a humble scholar, with a meager life. I wouldn't call myself handsome or a god-like figure, but I'd say I'm just a little bit (just a bit of wishful thinking)... As for my name, let's call me Wei. I work for a private company, and the pay is pretty good. My wife is the eldest child in her family, with a younger brother and a younger sister. Her brother is already married, and her sister is 22. When I first met my sister-in-law, I didn't feel anything special, just a bit amazed by her ample bosom. At 1.62 meters tall, she has the potential of a C-cup (I was just guessing at the time, as I didn't have a precise idea), which is quite impressive. Later, after some research, I guess it's genetic, since my mother-in-law also has a pair of large, firm breasts. In the summer of 2008, my wife's younger sister was transferred to a job near our home. Although the company provided dormitory accommodation, it lacked air conditioning and ate in the cafeteria. My wife, worried about her sister's situation at the company, decided to have her stay with us. I was very reluctant at the time; we had just gotten married and hadn't had enough of our life together. The thought of someone else suddenly moving in felt awkward. Before, when it was just the two of us, we could make love quickly and move to different places. With my wife's younger sister here, it meant we'd have to hide in the bedroom and be very careful. But I couldn't argue with her, so I had to obey unconditionally. The day my wife's younger sister moved in, the weather was unbearably hot. Although the air conditioning was on, I couldn't let a beautiful woman do all the moving herself. I was drenched in sweat and felt incredibly uncomfortable. After moving everything, I finally got a proper look at my wife's younger sister. They say beautiful women are like a spring breeze, refreshing and invigorating. One glance at her was enough to lift my spirits, and I immediately felt less hot. My sister-in-law was wearing a low-cut t-shirt that day, which vaguely revealed her pink bra. Perhaps her breasts were quite large, or perhaps the shirt was too small, but they looked like they were about to spill out. I can't quite remember if she was wearing shorts or a skirt, because my attention was completely captivated by the White Rabbit candy. Everyone knows the Big Bad Wolf is a villain, but that's not entirely true. If it weren't for the allure of the White Rabbit candy, the Big Bad Wolf wouldn't be so evil. So, the culprit is definitely the White Rabbit candy. "Brother-in-law!" A clear voice interrupted my thoughts. "Oh, oh, Ying, sit down quickly, I'll get you an ice cream." While speaking, I secretly glanced at my wife. I found her attention was entirely on the TV, and I secretly felt lucky. After we got married, I took over all the cooking, because my wife's cooking really wasn't very good. She usually just helped out, washing and preparing the vegetables. Naturally, the responsibility of dinner fell to me. Perhaps because my sister-in-law was visiting, my wife wanted to show off her status at home. I called to my wife several times to help me prepare the vegetables, but she wouldn't budge. "Brother-in-law, let me help you," my sister-in-law said, appearing at the perfect moment, probably sensing my embarrassment. She sat on a small stool and started preparing the vegetables. Since I had to bend down to get the vegetables, I was sitting opposite her, getting a real treat for my eyes. A deep cleavage, tender skin, and I couldn't even tell what color her nipples were. Several times I almost saw her nipples, but each time I was disappointed. Perhaps sensing my gaze, she looked up, meeting my lustful eyes. I felt incredibly ashamed, thinking how bad I was, trying to take advantage of my sister-in-law (later I realized, "Why let the good stuff go to outsiders?" Otherwise, I'd be worse than an animal). Surprisingly, she only gave me a slight glare, and her face flushed instantly. That night's dinner was exceptionally good, probably because I was so excited. After dinner, I urged my wife to go to sleep. Perhaps due to excessive hormone secretion, my little brother had been protesting more than once, so I needed to release it quickly, or I would definitely break down. Back in the bedroom, I couldn't wait to pounce on her. My wife's figure was also very impressive, with curves in all the right places, especially her snow-white, large buttocks. Every time I climaxed, I wanted to ejaculate on her. My wife is also quick to heat up; after a few simple caresses, she immediately mounted me. Perhaps because my wife was concerned about my sister being in the opposite room, her cries were much quieter than usual, but I was the opposite. Each time, I thrust as deep as possible. The room echoed with the slapping sounds of flesh colliding. "Oh, oh, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore…" my wife cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. But I couldn't let her go like that, increasing the frequency and thrusting harder. But my mind was filled with images of her, her deep cleavage… "Wei, you're so amazing tonight, I really can't take it anymore, um, um, um…" Just as I was intensely thrusting, I suddenly heard a slight noise outside. Since it was just the two of us at home before, we never closed the door when we made love. Perhaps out of habit, I only slightly closed the door this time. My wife was probably too engrossed in the moment and didn't notice the door closing. It was obvious the noise outside was coming from my sister-in-law. "What was that noise?" my wife asked. "Nothing," I chuckled, "Honey, I'm coming," and, perhaps affected by the noise, I ejaculated immediately. "Ugh, go to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow." I wondered if my sister-in-law had seen me, and with that question in mind, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, my wife had already gone to work. My job is quite flexible; as long as you complete your tasks, your boss doesn't really care what you do each day. Besides, my boss values me highly, and we have a great relationship. My wife's job is much more demanding; except for holidays during the Lunar New Year, she doesn't have any holidays, not even weekends. The nature of my wife's job led to my affair with my sister-in-law—well, I can't say my willpower wasn't strong enough. "Brother-in-law, come and eat!" my sister-in-law said with a smile when she saw me. There was nothing unusual on her face; it seemed she hadn't seen anything last night. I told myself, "Okay, I'll wash up." Eating was awkward; it's one of my weaknesses. I always feel tongue-tied when I see beautiful women. I don't know what to say. I secretly glanced at my sister-in-law a few times during the meal. She has a round face with a slightly pointed chin, almost like an oval face. I can't describe it, she's just very beautiful. Especially her lips—thin, small lips with a playful, upturned shape like fresh fruit, very sexy. Seeing her lips, I thought how wonderful it would be if my sister-in-law could give me oral sex.
Everyone says you can tell the shape of a vagina and the amount of pubic hair by looking at the mouth. But I don't have that ability. I don't know what shape my sister-in-law's vagina is. Is it like my wife's, with thick pubic hair? Or is it sparse? Her hair was casually tied up, but it gave off a natural beauty. Maybe because she had just gotten up, she hadn't changed her clothes yet, still wearing last night's pajamas. Hmm, she probably wasn't wearing a bra underneath. But the pajamas were too loose. I couldn't see her nipples. Her nipples should still be pink. I haven't heard my wife mention that she has a boyfriend. Sitting across from me, I could smell a faint fragrance, I couldn't tell if it was her body odor or perfume. "Ying, why aren't you going to work?" I asked, trying to make conversation. "The company gave me two days off, just to get ready," my sister-in-law said. Then I fell into an awkward silence, not knowing what to say. Although I had lustful thoughts, I really didn't have the guts. After finishing my meal, I ran away as if I were escaping. Some readers might say, "Two days off is the perfect opportunity!" I think people who think like that have read too many erotic novels. Just touching her hand, or creating an environment, and she'll immediately give in. Pure nonsense. If things go wrong, it could lead to divorce and childlessness. She wouldn't even have children. That would make her unbearable to live with. Although I did have the idea of possessing my sister-in-law at the time, it was just a thought; it might never become reality. Every time I saw my sister-in-law in revealing clothes, or looking alluring after a bath, I couldn't help but fantasize. Of course, I needed an outlet, which was to attack my wife repeatedly. My wife was exhausted, both physically and mentally, and also inexplicably... I don't know why my libido suddenly became so strong, and I was afraid her sister would hear, so I never dared to moan loudly. I felt this wasn't a solution, because I didn't know if my sister-in-law had feelings for me. I couldn't just sit idly by. If she did, then if I didn't act, wouldn't I be worse than an animal? So I often did some outrageous things to test my sister-in-law's reaction. One evening, after dinner, my sister-in-law went to take a shower. I deliberately teased my wife, making her feel itchy. Actually, my wife has a very strong sex drive, just a bit conservative. I said to her, "Honey, I want it." My wife rolled her eyes at me and said, "You pervert, wait until bedtime." That won't do. So I continued teasing her, and took out my penis, putting it to my wife's mouth, asking her to give me oral sex. My wife had no choice but to compromise, saying, "How about we go back to the bedroom?" I thought, how could that be? Going back to the bedroom would mean I wouldn't achieve my goal. I said, "I can't wait, here it is." "Ying is still in the shower." I said, "It'll be a while before she finishes, let's hurry up and finish." So I lifted my wife's nightgown and looked for my clitoris. Actually, my wife doesn't wear underwear after changing into her nightgown at home. So it was easy for me to enter. I really don't want to describe my wife's genitals or the process of sex here. Because it's like eating, it feels very ordinary. I don't have the interest to describe it. Even if my wife is very beautiful. I wonder if you, the reader, feel the same way. This time, however, my wife produced more fluid than before, probably because she sensed her sister was in the room. She climaxed quickly. I felt I was losing control, but I couldn't stop because her sister-in-law hadn't come out yet. About ten minutes passed. (Yes, exactly ten minutes. Not bragging, but based on my performance. Haha.) I heard the bathroom door open, but my wife was probably too excited to hear it. I pretended not to hear and continued, not daring to turn around. I was afraid of embarrassment, but I knew her sister-in-law was behind us. I increased the intensity of my thrusts, trying to expose the point of contact to her. At this point, stimulated, I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated hard inside my wife. I heard her sister-in-law's footsteps return to the bathroom. Afterwards, my wife quickly got up and cleaned up. A few minutes later, her sister-in-law came out. My wife pretended nothing had happened. She said, "Why did it take so long? I was waiting to use the toilet." Then she hurried to the toilet. Actually, I knew what she was thinking, because she was still full of millions of offspring inside her.

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